A/N: I wanted to try something new. So please read and review. I am starting to build the romance between the characters.
Escape
Gravidal looked down as he awoke, there, below him, was a giant moat of lava. He wondered how he had gotten where he was, then he remembered, he had to get back to Lynthia. He had told her that if he had been captured to wait one week, and if he did not return go back to the base and get help.
Gravidal was pretty sure that it had been a week by now, even though in reality it had only been three days. He looked at the way that he was shackled, he had a cuff around both of his wrists and his legs. Chains held him in a circle that was not really stable. Below him was the lava while ahead of him, with there backs turned, were two poorly trained guards.
He could see that he still wore his military issue green pants with black knee pads. His shirt was gone though, and he still wore his black boots. His knife was hidden within the left boot, if only he could reach it. He looked up, past the two guards and could see a door, where it went was unknown to him, but he had to try and escape. He wanted to have his freedom back, he wanted to see Lynthia, his best friend, again.
Gravidal looked ahead once again, he began to formulate a plan, one that he was sure was going to work. They had forgotten to tie his tail to his leg. So his tail was able to move freely. Gravidal used his tail to reach down and grab his knife out of his boot left boot. With it in his grasp he slowly slid it up his body and towards his right paw. He used the knife to open the lock that held his wrist. His arm and paw fell free, he let his paw and wrist have a moment in the arm before he reached behind his back and transferred the knife from his tail to his paw.
He smiled as one of the guards sat down and stared at the door way while the other put down his weapon and walked away, unzipping his pants as he did so. Gravidal watched him, Where are you going. Then he heard it, Lynthia's voice. "No, No Please. I have not been mated yet, please no."
He grew angry, and he knew that if he did not escape now that she was going to get a mate. He pulled on his chains, suddenly they shattered and he fell, but he was able to grasp the ledge that the guard was on. He pulled himself up, then he walked over to the guard and slit his throat. From there he ran in the direction that the other guard had left in.
He ran through a narrow corridor and fell upon a room that had a locked door. He easily kicked it down, seeing Lynthia lieing on a table, her pants were around her legs and the guard was about to enter her. Gravidal jumped over Lynthia and kicked the guard in the chest, making him fall backwards. Then Gravidal cut the dragon's member off, making him scream.
He let the dragon scream as he cut through the rope that held Lynthia, she quickly pulled up her pants. He quickly gave her a hug and asked, "Are you alright?"
She nodded, then said, "Thank the stars that you came when you did. I was afraid that it was that guard that was going to mount me. Rather than my boyfriend." She looked away from him and smiled at the mention if her boyfriend.
Gravidal was confused, she had never said that she had a boyfriend, he decided that he would ask her about that later. Quickly he handed her the knife and went over to where the guard was. He grabbed a knife from his belt and then quickly slit his throat with it. Then together he and Lynthia crouched down and silently crept down the corridor and into the previous room.
From the room that Gravidal was in they snuck over to the door that was across the room, Gravidal opened it as Lynthia slowly followed from behind. He poked his head in, a long descending hallway was ahead of them, and they had no choice but to follow it.
Gravidal went through the door, holding onto Lynthia's paw as he did so. Together they descended the staircase that lead them down into a lighter room. The light at the end was a bright yellow and the sound of machines working and banging was heard.
Gravidal and Lynthia were slow and careful, so as to not attract attention. As they ended the staircase they gasped in amazement. Ahead of them in the room was a factory. Tanks, starting out at the base and being built up, were being built on an assembly line as well as weapons like AK-47's with one hundred round drum magazines. The AK's were not Russian made, more like German made.
One gun stuck out though, and it seemed like it did not belong there. It was a G3GC, long barreled with a box magazine. The box held fifty rounds, and it was an assault rifle. There was only one, which meant that it was a prototype. This prototype was a light black with glimmers of silver sticking out, making it shine in the yellow light.
Another gun was there, it had no name. The gun was a light ocean blue in color with silver lines running down the sides as it was rotated on a floating ramp. The gun was held in place by a magnetic field, and it was then that the full scope of the gun came into view. The gun had no clip, for it did not need one. It was the same length as a 50 cal. sniper rifle. The gun was the same height as an M14.
Gravidal looked over to a parchment of paper that was resting on top of a convenor belt. It showed the gun and its name, as well as the type of ammo that it took. It was called, MX83A3. According to the paper it was the only one of its kind. The gun was designed with a rotating chamber that used high heat saber rounds as its ammo, which it created using a battery that was attached to the bottom right side. It was a small battery, about the size of a triple AAA.
The battery for the gun was an experimental one, but it worked. It could never loose its charge so long as the battery did not fall below negative fifty degrees. Under that and the battery became unstable.
The gun was shown that it could shoot eight thousand rounds per minute, making it one of the most deadly weapons on the planet. With this gun anyone on the world would be able to penetrate body armor, concrete, even armor like tanks.
The tanks were the other thing that was odd. Gravidal flipped the parchment over and he could see the sketches for the tanks. Apparently they were a new type of battle tank that launch a heavy payload. The shell was bigger than any other on the planet, making it able to destroy any tank in the current theater of war.
The tanks were also made out of platinum, which struck him as odd, what could they need platinum tanks for. The final thing about that tanks that shocked him was that they only needed to be maned by one person. Only a driver was needed for this tank to work. This new weapon and tank were the deadliest ever built. Nothing could stop them, except for a new rocket launcher that these dragons were developing. It was dupped, Deadly Night.
The rocket was made out of nanights, which ate through metal. A small plasma launcher was on the bottom of the launcher. It was capable of killing anything it touched, making it one of the deadliest launchers in the world. With all of these weapons being mass produced they needed to stop this private enterprise before it could profit from these weapons. This factory needed to be shut down.
The odd thing about the factory was that it was underground, and it needed to be destroyed. But they did not have enough equipment to destroy it. They both sighed as Gravidal continued to lead Lynthia through the underground facility. Together they started forward, moving to the right of the first assembly line, hugging the wall as they went.
Gravidal took a moment to look back at Lynthia, she wore her black boots and military pants with knee pads. She wore her olive drab shirt, although it was untucked. She also wore her elbow pads, and she still had her half-finger gloves. He could see though that like him, she had lost her headset.
He sighed, but then turned and they continued on. They had to get out and return with reinforcements so that they could blow the facility sky high.
Gravidal looked ahead, two dragons wearing all black attire stood, their back turned to them. Gravidal looked over to Lynthia, she nodded and they let their paws disconnect. With stealthy ease they snuck behind the dragons and pulled them back without making a sound. Then they slit the throats, letting warm crimson blood onto the factory floor.
Gravidal looked over to Lynthia who just stuck her paw out for him to take it. He did, and then they proceeded to follow the wall. Up ahead there was a door, they looked up and a strip of tape across the top read, Armory. They looked at each other and then the door, hoping that there gears was in there.
Gravidal lead Lynthia to the door, then watching her back he followed her into the door, closing it behind him. A light suddenly came on and the whole room was lit. The room was about as big a three walk-in closets put together. On either side was rows upon rows of guns. Most had round drum magazine's.
Gravidal looked down the rows, there equipment wasn't there. Knowing that no one was in the room Lynthia whispered, "Over there." She pointed to two packs with weapons and all of their gear over in a clear glass dome. Above the dome said, Next Batch of Weapons To Copy.
He and Lynthia walked across the room, standing up now. When they reached the dome they gazed upon it, trying to see if there was a trap that they would trip should they grab it. Seeing that there wasn't one Gravidal lifted the glass dome off of the gear and placed it on the ground next to it.
He reached up and grabbed his custom made M60E3. It had the standardized box magazine, only it had a barrel that was made to take a silencer, and little did she know, but Lynthia's name was carved in by the trigger. The trigger was also made so that it was a little easier to squeeze not jerk. The gun itself was an awesome weapon. His side arm, which was now around his waist, was a custom made M1911. It had the standard color, silver barrel with an oak handle. Only like his other gun Lynthia's name was carved just above the trigger where only he could see it. A silencer was on the end, and the pistol also held its standard seven round clip.
Lynthia had a custom made M16A3. It had a front grip, acog scope, silencer, and drum magazine. She had the same sidearm as Gravidal did. Although on her triggers it said, Gravidal's Property. And they were only placed where she could see them. She put the gun over her back, using the strap to hold it there. She took the clip out and placed it into a pouch that was on her belt.
Gravidal did the same with hi weapon, then they drew their sidearms. Testing their weight to make sure that no one had messed with them, satisfied that no one had Gravidal looked up. Just above the dome was a ventilation shaft. He looked over to Lynthia who was looking at the door, he motioned to her, and when she looked her pointed up.
Lynthia looked up, when she did she quickly got his meaning. He put his gun in its holster and held his hands cupped down towards the ground. She put away her gun and placed one foot onto his feet. Then she pushed off of his shoulders with her paws and reached out, as she did Gravidal pushed up, letting her grab hold of the grate that was over to vent. She pushed it aside and grasped the inside of the vent, she then pulled herself up and looked back down to Gravidal.
Lynthia placed her legs on either side of the vent to hold her in place, then reached down for Gravidal to take her paws. He jumped and grasped her paws within his own, and he waited for her to pull him up before he started to twist his body so that it would fit into the opening. Once he was able to grasp the lip of the opening she let him go and stepped back.
Gravidal pulled himself into the vent, closing the grate behind him. He then watched as all of the lights started to shut off. Gravidal followed Lynthia as she drew her sidearm and then began to sneak through the ventilation shaft. Gravidal kept looking back, expecting an ambush to come about. Yet none did.
Lynthia reached the next grate and looked down, the slowly moved it and stuck her head out. She could see the main entrance to the underground facility. A lone guard on a mounted MG stood there, watching for any movement. Two feet away a sniper lie on a crate, watching through a thermal scope. To the right of the sniper was a sensor that faced away from the main entrance.
The main entrance itself was a giant warehouse, it had numerous crates and over a dozen trip wires. Upon the main floor of the entrance was a trap door that opened to some unworldly torture device.
Lynthia quickly pulled her head back through and shut the grate quietly, then together she and Gravidal preceded through the vents.
The next grate that Lynthia came to opened up into a small guard house. There were only four guards inside. One held a sniper, one held a pair of binoculars. A third held an assault rifle while the final one was on a mounted MG. Lynthia looked back to Gravidal and using her paws told him that there was four guards. Then she told him that this was their way out.
Gravidal nodded, he readied his sidearm just as she did. Then with ease and quietness she opened the grate, and grabbed the sides of the opening. Then she lowered herself down, dropping to the ground below without a sound. Gravidal followed her down, but before he dropped he closed the grate with quietness.
Then he lifted up his pistol and aimed it towards the guard who had the binoculars. Gently he lined the sights up with the back of his head, then he held his breath as he gently squeezed the trigger. Not a sound was heard as the bullet left the muzzle, traveled through the silencer, and then exited. From there the bullet traveled through the air, finally to dig into the back of the skull of the dragon that he was aiming at. Next to that dragon another was hit in the head.
Now it was the final two dragons that he had to deal with. With a quick glance he aimed at one of the two remaining dragons squeezed the trigger. He watched as blood sprayed out of the back of his head and he fell forward, eyes wide and a shocked look on his face. The guard next to him fell in the same manner, not in any hurry to fall.
With all four of the guards dead Gravidal and Lynthia began to creep out of the building. Before them was a big open field, a black hawk was parked on the far side of the field, sitting on a helipad. As far as he could tell there was no guards, at least not for now.
Gravidal looked out over the field to make sure that it was safe before he began in a brisk pace that got nearing running as he stopped in the middle of the field. There he put away his sidearm and pulled the M60 around. He slipped the magazine into its spot and then fit the silencer onto the barrel. Then he ducked behind a rock that was two feet to his left. The rock was big enough to support him and Lynthia with descent cover.
He put down the bi-pod on the 60 and watched where she was. Lynthia put away her sidearm and pulled her M16 around. She fit the clip in and placed the silencer on the end. Then she held onto the gun as she began to run out and across the field towards Gravidal. Once there she turned around, and that when they heard it.
It began as a low whine that grew into a much louder annoying sound. The alarm went off. That's when both dragons took off their silencers and watched for any movement. Sure enough, about three miles down from where the guards were there were two big hanger doors that we disguised as a rock wall.
Dragons began to pour out of the building as the doors stopped opening. Three or four at a time poured out until there was thirty-two of them. Gravidal and Lynthia waited until over half of them were less than twelve yards away before they opened fire. Gravidal opened up on his 60, shooting three or four bullets at a time.
Lynthia did likewise. She would pop out three or four bullets at a time before they would drop back down and let the next half get closer. During that time they let their barrels cool, not wanting them to overheat.
Finally as the next group came up they opened up on them, dropping them like they were nothing but dummies. Gravidal looked behind them to the helicopter, if only they could get to it. Gravidal looked at Lynthia, they both knew how to fly a black hawk, but she was better at it then he. Gravidal said, "Lynthia, go. I will hold them off, just get that chopper fired up. When you do come back for me."
Rather than argue with him she took off running, as she did he put down covering fore for her so that she could get to the black hawk without getting killed. As he fired he yelled a battle cry, daring all of them to challenge him. It worked, for over a hundred dragons armed with the AK-47 with round drum began to charge out of the doors.
Gravidal smiled as he opened fire on them, mowing them down. The dragons on front never even had a chance as they began to fall ins waves, yet getting closer every time. Still Gravidal was able to hold them back.
Soon he began to hear the sound of the helicopter blades whirring, indicating that they were starting up. He took a moment to look back, and he saw the dragons just pouring out in the millions as they just kept coming non-stop. Gravidal hoped that the helicopter would not take too long to start up and that they would be able to locate the nearest military base.
The blades to the helicopter began to spin faster as Lynthia kept pressing the peddles. She needed the helicopter to start so that she could help out Gravidal, he was running low and he would need to reload soon. Lynthia turned and looked at Gravidal, she could see that if she did not hurry up that his position would be over run in a matter of minutes.
Lynthia could hear the blades begin to spin faster, and the helicopter started to shake, indicating that it was ready for take off. Lynthia took off, rising high enough that she could open her door and using her gun, she shot at the dragons that were near Gravidal.
As the bullets rang down around him Gravidal took the opportunity to reload his gun, which he did. He pulled the box off and stuck a new one on, then he fed the belt into the gun and closed the top. He cocked the gun and aimed back towards the other dragons and began to fire. As he did Lynthia closed her door and started her descent towards Gravidal.
The helicopter began to get wobbly as she neared the ground, but she still held onto the controls of the helicopter. She landed the hawk with a thud as the wheels came into contact with the ground. She waited while Gravidal slowly backed up, firing at the dragons as he did so. He was almost to the helicopter's side door when a sniper shot rang forth. Gravidal fell backwards into the chopper, shutting the door with his tail.
Gravidal sat upright in one of the back seats as Lynthia took off, rising high above the ground as she then angled north, away from the base. As she did Gravidal came forward and took the co-pilot's seat. Lynthia looked over at him and could see blood starting to run down his left shoulder, a bullet was still in his skin as he sat there. Blood was running down his arm and onto the floor, and he began to feel drowsy.
Lynthia looked back, using the window she could see that they had left the base far behind them. In front of them was a small warehouse, it looked abandoned. Lynthia started to lower the chopper towards it. As she descended she looked over at Gravidal, he was still conscious but just barely. If she did not stop the blood from running then he was going to bleed to death.
Lynthia landed the chopper, hearing a slight creek as the wheels touched the ground. She paid it no mind as she shut down the chopper, hearing the blades start to whined down. Gravidal began to stand up, as he did he was also about to fall over. Lynthia was there though, she caught him and helped him stay upright. As they walked out of the chopper she managed to grab the med kit that was located behind the pilot's seat.
Lynthia lead Gravidal into the warehouse, as they entered they both gasped in amazement. Two long lines of cars ran along either side of the wall. In the middle was a conga line of refrigerators, and in the back corner was a bed, a small cot that was able to fit one person. On the end of the bed was an empty chair.
Lynthia lead Gravidal over to the bed, once there she laid him down on the bed. Once he was on the bed she opened the med kit and pulled out gauze and disinfectant. She also pulled her knife out of its sheathe on her belt. She reached down and also pulled out his knife. She placed his knife in his mouth and had him bite down. When he has Lynthia used her knife to poke into his scales and from there to the skin underneath. Once there she used the knife to pull the bullet out of the scales and skin.
As Lynthia pulled the bullet out Gravidal let out a groan, knowing that it was going to happen. The pain that he felt from the bullet being pulled out hurt more than when it was put in. He bit down on the knife with such force that it almost began to bend. He groaned again as the bullet was finally pulled free and was placed onto the ground.
With the bullet gone Lynthia took the disinfectant and started to rub it around the outside of the wound. Then without warning she placed the disinfectant into the wound, making Gravidal almost scream out from pain. He arched his back slightly and let out a loud groan as he bit down hard onto the knife, this time bending the blade.
Lynthia had an apologetic look on her face as she looked down at Gravidal. He could only manage a wry smile as she pulled the disinfectant away from his wound. Then she looked around on the ground until she found an iron rod. She looked over to Gravidal who only nodded as she walked over to a bucket of water that lie in the open near a refrigerator. She washed the tip, then she heated it with her fire breath. Gravidal and Lynthia were to only known dragons to breath fire, and not every dragon in the world knew that.
Once the end was cherry red Lynthia walked over to Gravidal and placed the the end on his wound and pushed down, she pushed the end lightly over his wound. As she did she could see that his wound had cauterized, and had stopped bleeding. That was what she was trying to do, and it worked. The end did not burn his scales or the skin underneath.
Gravidal smiled up at Lynthia and then he remembered what she had said when he had broken her out of that cell. Lynthia looked down at him before she sat down in the chair, looking up at him as she did so. Gravidal again smiled as he asked, "Lynthia, you never told me that you had a boyfriend. Who is he?" At this question he became a little saddened.
Lynthia let out a light chuckle as she said, "Well, he has sapphire blue scales, is in the military, and is very handsome. I have loved him from the first day that I met him." She smiled at Gravidal as he looked even more confused.
Lynthia though that would have picked up on what she was saying, but she had to show him more. Slowly she began to climb onto the bed, starting at his feet and running her body up his until her head was next to his. She placed her lips only a few centimeters from his, a smile on her face as she ran her eyes up an down his face while his did the same. She let her voice into a whisper as she asked, "What if I told you that I was looking at him, right now?"
Gravidal grinned at her as he pulled her lips a little closer, their lips now only a few nanometers apart. Then he said, "Then I would ask you if I could kiss you." Rather than answering him Lynthia watched as Gravidal closed his eyes, then she closed hers and felt their lips connect. They had just asked each other out in a sense, and now they had shared their fist kiss. The kiss was wonderful, and they felt as though they could stay that was forever.
Gravidal and Lynthia broke apart as they heard the sound of the door opening. They looked over at the door and saw two dragons with Uzi's and flashlights enter the warehouse. Gravidal motioned for Lynthia to let him up which she did, and then they held hands as they walked over to the far line of cars. One stuck out that they both liked. It was a hummer that was painted a light tan.
They both agreed that they would take that car to get out. Lynthia got into the driver seat and checked the gas, the tank was full. Lynthia looked up and saw the keys taped to the roof of the car. She reached up and pulled them down, with the keys in hand she started the car and listened to the steady hum of the engine. Gravidal had just sat in the passenger seat when the dragons looked at the car and aimed there guns.
Gravidal immediately drew his sidearm and aimed the the dragons. He fired twice, both times hearing a body hit the floor. As soon as their guns dropped to the floor Lynthia gently placed her foot on the gas, calm as ever and sped up to twenty miles an hour. As soon as she had side of the door she slowed down, stopping in front of it. She waited while Gravidal stepped out and opened the door, then he got back into the vehicle. Before Lynthia could take off however he reached back and pulled three grenades from his gear.
Gravidal and Lynthia had placed their gear in the seat behind theirs. Gravidal pulled the grenades out and pulled the pins, then he let the handles fall and threw all three in a different direction. Then he got back into his seat and put his seat belt on, then he said, "Gun it, go, go, go." Lynthia did as he said, she floured the peddle and took off out the door, just seconds before the grenades went off, blowing up the warehouse.
As they sped down the road Gravidal asked, "So um, want do you want to talk about?"
Lynthia cracked a smile as she watched the road. Gravidal was about to say that he was sorry for asking the question when Lynthia said, "Lets get to know each other a little better, even though we pretty much know everything about each other."
Gravidal sighed as he said, "OK, what would you like to know that you don't already?"
"Well, I want to know what you love about me."
"Oh, um. Forgive me if this sounds weird, but I love you for your eyes. I fell in love with those emerald eyes the first time that I saw them. The way that they displayed a sense of calmness, openness, and most of all, a loving gaze. I could see that you wanted someone to love, someone to hold close. I knew that you wanted someone, but you did not know who. Now I do know, and I am happy that I do.
"What I love about you too Lynthia, is your personality. When we are not on a mission you are a loving, caring dragoness. You would make a great mother. You always have a smile on your face, even on a mission. You do not like it when other dragons try to touch you, which I did not allow before and now more than ever I will protect you. I will never let anyone hurt you, I love you too much to let someone other than me touch you.
"Although I will have to say, next time we see my brother you may have to give him a hug. When we do see him. Lynthia, I love you with all of my heart, and I will do anything to protect you. I just hope that you can come to love me in the same way." Gravidal jolted forward as the Hummer pulled to the side of the road and stopped, out of traffic on the dirt road.
Lynthia put the car in park and stepped out of the Hummer. She walked over to the passenger side, tears in her eyes. Gravidal opened his door and was about to apologize when Lynthia grabbed his shoulders and pressed him against the car. Then she connected her lips with his, making them both close their eyes. As they kissed Lynthia wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Gravidal put his arms around her back and pulled him closer.
They moaned as their bodies were put together, and when they broke the kiss Lynthia put her head on Gravidal's chest. She slowly looked up and into his eyes as she said, "Gravidal I do love you as you love me. I just never knew how to say it, but now I know how to. I would also do anything to protect you, for my love for you runs deep within my body. All I can say is that I will never love anyone else as much as I do you.
"I love how you are always looking out for me, helping me. I love how you put yourself out there for others, and I love how you always seem to have a cute smile. I love you." Lynthia brought Gravidal into a kiss, it did not last long. As they broke apart Gravidal smiled at her.
Gravidal said, "I love you too Lynthia." Not a word was spoken as Gravidal and Lynthia reentered the Hummer, sitting in their seats. Gravidal put out his left paw, and smiled when Lynthia held it within her right paw.